Greer hummed as he so easily played along to her threats. There had never been any need to explain her dark, almost mocking sense of humor. He understood when she was serious, when she was flirting, and when she was trying to deflect a serious conversation, well, he picked up on that to. Even if he didn't always let her slide. But today he knew, even with the glint in her eyes and the ease in which she relaxed in his arms that her mind was elsewhere.
As he explained how the device work, she continued to turn it over in her hands. She was skeptical, but after a moment she internally agreed that this would be what was for the best. Staying down here would give her little opportunity to find a way home. "So how does it work? I just flip through, find what I like the most, and make the image my own?" As she spoke, she was already skimming through her options. "Do you prefer blondes or brunettes?"